This is a song about "Red velvet"

That's how i got the weed spot

I though i was red hot

I don't know what ya'll heard, but hip hop ain't dead

Fuck, your a comedian, im gone, your red

Skies are black, clouds are red

One day a bed

Ill say pussy red instead

Life has put her to the test

Because his life will never be smooth as velvet

Six hundred sixty-six, leave it for the tip

Now your wrists are covered in red

Finished mean done, and done mean dead

Youre probably so embarrased that youre tomato red

Them niggas all peaked, but you ain't seen a niggas limit yet

Found dead covered in red

If your man want to bet